He worked himself to death, finally and precisely, at 3:00 A.M. Sunday morning.
最终，他于星期天凌晨3点工作致死。

The obituary didn't say that, of course. It said that he died of a coronary thrombosis--I think that was it--but everyone among his friends and acquaintances knew it instantly. He was a perfect Type A, a workaholic, a classic, they said to each other and shook their heads--and thought for five or ten minutes about the way they lived.
当然，讣告上没有这样写。讣告上写的是死于冠状动脉血栓证，但他的好友和熟识的人都心知肚明。他们互相握着手，摇头叹息地说他是一个追求完美的A型血人，一个典型的工作狂，然后用几分钟时间来反思自己的生活方式。

This man who worked himself to death finally and precisely at 3:00 A.M. Sunday morning--on his day off--was fifty-one years old and a vice-president.He was, however, one of six vice-presidents, and one of three who might conceivably--if the president died or retired soon enough--have moved to the top spot. Phil knew that.
这个男人最终在星期天凌晨三点整工作致死。星期天的早上，这天刚好是这个51岁的副总裁的休息日。 他是公司六位副总裁之一，也是副总裁中三位最让人信任的人之一，如果总裁已经逝世或者退休的话，他已经成为了最高职位。菲尔清楚这一点。

He worked six days a week, five of them until eight or nine at night, during a time when his own company had begun the four-day week for everyone but the executives.He had no outside "extracurricular interests," unless, of course, you think about a monthly golf game that way. He worked like the Important People.To Phil, it was work. He always ate egg salad sandwiches at his desk. He was, of course, overweight, by 20 or 25 pounds. He thought it was okay, though, because he didn't smoke.
他一周工作六天，其中五天工作到夜里八九点，他的公司里除了高级官员，其他人都已经开始四天工作制。 他工作起来像一个重要人物。当然，就像你想象中那样，他每月打一次高尔夫球，他没有其他的爱好。对菲尔而言，高尔夫是工作。 他总是在他的桌前吃着吃鸡蛋沙拉三明治，他难免有点发福，超重了20-25磅。他想这没什么关系，因为他从不抽烟。

On Saturdays, Phil wore a sports jacket to the office instead of a suit, because it was the weekend.
星期六，菲尔换下西服，穿着运动衫去上班，因为这是周末。

He had a lot of people working for him, maybe sixty, and most of them liked him most of the time.Three of them will be seriously considered for his job.The obituary didn't mention that.
他有大约60个人为他效力，大部分人在大部分时候觉得他很不错。其中三位紧盯着他的职位。讣告上没有提及这些。